The questions seem just so essential,
On thoughts and matters existential.
Who are we? Why me? What’ s the fuss?
And really, will I catch my bus?
The questions seem just so essential,
On thoughts and matters existential.
Who are we? Why me? What’ s the fuss?
And really, will I catch my bus?
Will I catch the bus, existentially speaking? Will I recognize great opportunities and seize them when they arise? Or will simply get to work on time…
I was kind of shooting for the idea that despite the fact that we as humans are haunted by questions about our existence, the meaning of life the universe and everything, perhaps those questions have less importance in our daily lives than mundane things like wondering if I can make the next bus.